Created-11 August, 2024
Chapter-13
This world was a whirlwind of colours. Pepe's son stood in a sea of rustling sunflowers, their bright orange faces a stark contrast to the deep, swirling blue of the sky above. He looked up, his little heart thumping, as if the stars and moon were dancing on a lifeless, painted canvas. This was the world he knew, a beautiful, swirling world of Vincent van Gogh where every brushstroke was buzzing with life.